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Published by the CLASS at HANOVER, 
New Hampshire 


Class Officers. 


PRESIDENT, : : ; WALTER POLAND RANKIN 


Boston, Mass. 


VICE-PRESIDENT, ; ‘ - ROGER ALLEN DUNLAP 
East Concord, N. H. 
MARSHAL, . GEORGE FRYE MERRILL 
Portland, Me. 


ASSISTANT MARSHAL, HARRY MILO JENKINS 


Bradford, Vt. 


CHORISTER, 5 : ‘ ARTHUR RUSSELL VIRGIN 
Boston, Mass. 
FLOOR DIRECTOR, : ; JOHN CHASE REDINGTON 
Evanston, IIl, 
SECRETARY AND TREASURER, . HENRY NELSON TEAGUE 
Gloucester, Mass, 
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Executive Committee. 


Chairman, HoMER EATON KEyESs, Brooklyn, N. Y. 
ViIcTOR RANDOLPH SALINGER, Rochester, N. H. 
FRED EpwIN AtTwoop, Chelsea, Vt. 
JOSEPH WENTWORTH, Sandwich, N. H. 
RICHARD LEONARD, Rochester, N. H. 


Dartmouth 


DaniEL ALPHONSUS ARUNDEL, 
Joun WILLIAM AsH, 

FrepD Epwin ATwoop, 
GILBERT BALKAM, 

SAMUEL WALKER BANNING, 
Epson MovutTon BARKER, 
NATHANIEL HAVEN BARROWS, 
EpWARD BRIDGE BIGELOW, 
WALTER BLAIR, 

Francis JAMES BRADLEY, 
ROBERT HARTLEY BROOKS, 
EpWARD THEODORE Brown, 
Burton WinTHROP Buck, 
CLARENCE EGBERT BUTTERFIELD, 
MicHAEL THORNTON CARRIGAN, 
Epcar RanpaL Care, 
ALFRED ERVAN CHESLEY, 
WILtiam Epwarb CLARK, JR., 
WILLIAM JOSEPH COLBERT, 
Dayton Lorp Connir, 
WILLIAM HENRY COOK, 
FREEMAN Corson, 

HoracE WAKEFIELD CRISTY, 
Harry BERTRAM Davis, 
EpMoND GERRISH DEARBORN, 
WILLIAM CLINTON DICKINSON, 
Lorinc HoimeEs Dopp, 
CHARLES HaLL DOLLOFF, 
ARTHUR TayLoR DOWNING, 


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1900. 


Lawrence, Mass. 
Manchester, N. H. 

. Chelsea, Vt. 
Hyde Park, Mass. 
Chicago, IIl. 
Plymouth, N. H. 
Haverhill, Mass. 
Grafton, Mass. 
Boston, Mass. 
North Easton, Mass. 
Claremont, N. H. 
Windsor, Vt. 
Manchester, N. H. 
Perkinsville, Vt. 
Worcester, Mass. 
Haverhill, Mass. 
North Andover, Mass. 
Charlestown, N. H. 
Danvers, Mass. 

St. Paul, Minn. 
Chelsea, Mass. 
Rochester, N. H. 
Worcester, Mass. 
North Easton, Mass. 
Milford, N. H. 
Lisbon, N. H. 
Brooklyn, N. Y. 
Everett, Mass. 
Hanover, N. H. 


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CLASS OF Cuar es ALLEN Drew, 
1900 Rocrer ALLEN DunLap, 


Jutius Mautrsy Durron, 
RoLanpD GROSVENOR Earon, 
Natr WaLpo EMERSON, 
ARTHUR PERRY FAIRFIELD, 
WALTER HOLDEN FLETCHER, 
CaLvin WHITTEN Foss, 
OLIVER WALLACE Foster, 
ALVAH TENNANT FOWLER, 
Jostam Minor Fow er, 
Pippo JosEPH GAFFORIO, 
JasPER Man .ius GIBSON, 
Henry Brockway GILson, 
EVERETT WALTON GOODHUE, 
FRANK Harvey GUILD, 
Aucustus ANDREW HADLEY, 
FrED HERBERT HADLOcCK, 
Guy ANDREws Ham, 
Haroup RipLteEy HASTINGs, 
RoyaL HatcuH, 

ARTHUR BoweErRs HayDEN, 
GEORGE KELSEA HILDRETH, 
HaroLtp May Ho.tvanp, 
Frank Martin Howe, 
CHARLES Hamivron Hoyt, 
Harry HvurcHins, 

ROBERT JACKSON, 
FREDERICK WARREN JENKINS, 
Harry Mito JENKINS, 

FRED EVERETT JENNINGS, 
EpMuND JOSEPH JONAKOWSKI, 
Homer Eaton KEyYEs, 
ARTHUR STEVENS KIMBALL, 
RICHARD LEONARD, 


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Jamaica Plain, Mass. 
East Concord, N. H. 
Newport, Vt. 
Danvers, Mass. 
Candia, N. H. 
Lyme, N. H. 
Concord, N. H. 
Pittsfield, N. H. 
Milford, N. H. 
Pembroke, N. H. 
Jamaica Plain, Mass. 
Bradford, N. H. 
Clinton, Mass. 
Chicago, IIl. 
Westminster, West, Vt. 
Claremont, N. H. 
Marion, Mass. 
Piermont, N. H. 
Boston, Mass. 
Nashua, N. H. 
Strafford, Vt. 
Claremont, N. H. 
Bethlehem, N. H. 
Galesburg, IIl. 
Weston, Vt. 
Washington, N. H. 
Lancaster, N. H. 
Littleton, N. H. 
Bradford, Mass. 
Bradford, Vt. 
Everett, Mass. 
Webster, Mass. 
Brooklyn, N. Y. 
Battle Creek, Mich. 
Rochester, N. H. 


FRANKLIN CROCKER LEWIS, 
RUTHERFORD THURMAN LAMAR LEwIs, 
Joun Haruaway Lone, 
CLARENCE GopFREY McDavirr, 
~CoRNELIUS JOHN MaHONEY, 
JosEPpH WiLiiAM Manion, 
Harry Icnatius MarsHALL, 
ARTHUR MartTIN, 

Joun RatpuH MATHEs, 

GEORGE FRYE MERRILL, 

Louis Aucustus MErRry, 
Frank ARTHUR METCALF, 
NaTHANIEL NILES Morse, 
Horace Moulton FREEMAN, 
LINDLEY ZACHARIAH Murray, 
ARTHUR HENRY NorRrIs, 
Haroup WILLIAM ORCUTT, 
CLARENCE ERWIN Pappock, 
JULIAN WALLINGFORD PHILLIPS, 
BENJAMIN FRANKLIN PRESCOTT, 
CHARLES ALBERT PROCTOR, 
LEONARD ALBERT PROUTY, 
WALTER POLAND RANKIN, 
JOHN CHASE REDINGTON, 

Paut Goopwin REDINGTON, 
CHARLES AucustTus RIcH, 
DwicHTt BRADLEE RIcH, 
Harry WEBB RICHARDSON, 
LEON Burr RICHARDSON, 
WILFRED Cary RISLEY, 
ARTHUR STANLEY ROBERTS, 
CHARLES WARNER ROGERS, 
VicToR RANDOLPH SALINGER, 
Harry LEBARON SAMPSON, 
CHANNING TEWKSBURY SANBORN, 


Centerville, Mass. CLASS OF 
Everett, Mass. 1999 

Claremont, N. H. 
Pompton Lakes, N. J. 
North Andover, Mass. 
Weymouth, Mass. 
Nashua, N. H. 
Springfield, O. 
Dover, N. H. 
Portland, Me. 
Somerville, Mass. 
Acworth, N. H. 
Brooklyn, N. Y. 
Randolph, Vt. 
Brooklyn, N. Y. 
Hyde Park, Mass. 
Wollaston, Mass. 
East Berlin, Conn. 
Framingham, Mass. 
Epping, N. H. 
Hanover, N. H. 
West Brookfield, Mass. 
Boston, Mass. 
Evanston, Il. 
Evanston, Ill. 
Danvers, Mass. 
Roxbury, Mass. 
Lisbon, N. H. 
Lebanon, N. H. 
Piermont, N. H. 
Andover, Mass. 
Alstead, N. H. 
Rochester, N. H. 
Middleboro, Mass. 
Concord, N. H. 


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CLASS OF Cuartes SarcEntT, Walpole, N. H. 


4909 LeRoy RosInson Sawver, Orange, Mass. 
_ Frank Dana Sears, Hyde Park, Mass. 
EMBERT HIRAM SPRAGUE, Haverhill, Mass. 
VauUGHAN ELLIs STANDISH, Concord, N. H. 
SIDNEY FRANCIS STEVENS, Somersworth, N. H. 
WILLIAM STICKNEY, Bethel, Vt. 
Epwarp Payson STorRS, JR., Hanover, N. H. 
Henry NELSON TEAGUE, Gloucester, Mass. 
Howarp Murray TIBBETTS, Calais, Me. 
CorRNELIUS URBAN TIRRELL, South Weymouth, Mass. 
GEORGE WILLIAM Tone, Brooklyn, N. Y. 
HERBERT LEWIS TRULL, North Tewksbury, Mass. 
DonaLp DickEy TUTTLE, Milford, N. H. 
LEONARD WASON ‘TUTTLE, Milford, N. H. 
ARTHUR RussELL VIRGIN, Boston, Mass. 
ARTHUR LOWELL WALLACE, Nashua, N. H. 
Joun BacHop WaRDEN, Hanover, N. H. 
JosEPH WENTWORTH, Sandwich, N. H. 
HENRY REUBEN WESTON, Windsor, Vt. 
Joun Hutrcuinson Woop, Norwich, Vt. 
James Brown Woopman, West Lebanon, N. H. 


Contents. 


ADDRESS OF WELCOME 
Walter Poland Rankin 


ADDRESS To THE PRESIDENT 
Arthur Stanley Roberts 


CLASS POEM 
Homer Eaton Keyes 


CLASS ORATION 
Guy Andrews Ham 


ADDRESS TO THE OLD CHAPEL 
Frederick Everett Jennings 


PROPHECIES 
Natt Waldo Emerson 


CHRONICLES 
Leonard Wason Tuttle 


FAREWELL ADDRESS AT THE OLD PINE 
Frank Arthur Metcalf 


CLASS ODE 
Roger Allen Dunlap 


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Address of Welcome. 


At Bissell Hall. 


WALTER POLAND RANKIN. 


NOTHER year has passed away, and the time has come when 
the class of nineteen hundred must bid farewell to the college, 
and each one take his separate way out into the world. We 
are met here to-day not to celebrate the completion of our prep- 
vai by aration for our work in life, not to give proof of what we have 
learned in the past four years, but to celebrate with fitting cere- 
monies the closing days of our undergraduate life. 
Our class will, in all probability, never again come together with full num- 
bers; so, for these last few days, we give ourselves up to pleasure and to 
holding exercises at some of the spots which sentiment has made most dear 
to us. 
Our state of mind is one of hesitancy rather than of regret; for no one re- 
grets having taken a step forward toward his goal. We hesitate to leave 
the college which has been so kind a mother to us for four years, to enter 
the world with its competition and its hidden fortune. Our ambition and 
the sense of preparation make us eager for the future, but we take this op- 
portunity to look back together over our life as a class, and in a formal man- 
ner to bid an affectionate farewell to the college and to one another. 
To us, Dartmouth does not consist merely of the physical college that may be 
seen by the casual visitor, but it signifies that spirit which brought success 
to the struggles of the founders, the achievements of the alumni; it signifies, 


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WELCOME in fact, the whole body of history and tradition connected with the in- 
stitution, all of which has been handed down to us as a legacy from pre- 
ceding generations. 

We have enjoyed the fruits of their labors, and, as we pass out from here, we 
hope that in future years we may be able to add something to this ever in- 
creasing fund of honors which casts so much glory on our Alma Mater. 
Alumni, who by your achievements and benefactions have made Dartmouth 
what it is, we most heartily greet you at these exercises which announce our 
departure from the body of undergraduates and our entrance into your 
number. 

Friends, to whose love and sacrifice we owe the privilege of being here to- 
day, to you the class of nineteen hundred extends a loving 
welcome to the celebration of the one hundred 
and twenty-ninth Commencement of 
Dartmouth College. 


Sue 


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Address to the President. 
At Bisself Hall. 
ARTHUR STANLEY ROBERTS. 


PRESIDENT [TUCKER :— 


HESE are indeed sacred moments to us, Sir, as in spirit we 
gather up thoughts of grateful remembrance that we cannot ex- 
press in words. Were the bonds which unite us to you merely 
those naturally resulting from the relation of undergraduates to 
their president, we might, perhaps, pass them by in silence, 


But the existence of a relation which is personal as well as gen- 
eral demands recognition. While all Dartmouth men may be- 
hold with a glow of pride the material evidences of the so-called ‘‘ New 
Dartmouth”? of your creation, it is not of new and beautiful buildings which 
have arisen before our eyes that we think and speak today. It is far rather 
the intangible influences shaping our lives here, which invite our remem- 
brance. We recall the calm satisfaction of the complete confidence we have 
felt that the welfare of the college in every respect is ever safe in the hands 
of one able and worthy to maintain it. Frequent evidences of an increas- 
ing care for all that improves the college internally as well as externally 
have kept us alive to our responsibilities. You have believed in us with a 
faith that is seldom exerted without finding the natural response to a con- 
fidence that is strongly felt. Asa result, throughout the past four years the 
true spirit of loyalty to Dartmouth has grown until its roots are so imbedded 
in our lives that they can never be removed. 


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TO THE Most of all, however, we gratefully remember your words of inspiration, by 
PRESIDENT which we have been led to gain and cherish new ideals. At vesper service 
in the closing hour of each Sabbath day we have shared a privilege, the 
greatest of our college life. Again and again we have been thrilled by 
words of high exhortation that have stirred our natures to their lowest 
depths. The larger conception of the opportunities and demands of the 
future has dignified the tasks and routine of the present. The duties of 
American citizenship, the expression of true patriotism, the relation of 
every man to his fellow men have all been shown to us in a way that must 
produce worthy results in the future. Reverence for righteousness and the 
qualities which make for true success is a possession we highly prize. But 
above all other things we cherish high ideals of Christian manhood that shall 
lead us to a true victory in the battle of life. The menof Dartmouth in 
the past have left these walls full of thankfulness for the blessings here 
received, and have proven in their lives that the seeds of char- 
acter fell on good ground. It has been well said: ‘‘ To 
be as good as our fathers we must be better.’’ As 
we review the many high influences which have 
enriched our life at Dartmouth, we can- 
not but turn our eyes forward 
dgain with a resolve toshow 
ourselves worthy of the 
larger inherit- 
ance. 


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Class Poem. 


Bissell Hall. 
HOMER EATON KEYES. 


HE clouds rest softly on the breast of hills, 
Soft sounds the bird note where the shadows dwell, 
Hushed lies the river with a hush that thrills— 
It is the speaking silence of farewell. 


5 Farewell. The word hangs trembling on the lip, 
SUS Fraught with a meaning we may scarce divine ; 


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And can we thus speed old companionship, 
Merely one word, your hand clasped close in mine? 
Farewell. Long years distraught in haunts of men 
Shall knit no tie that we may not recall ; 
But here—it never may be so again— 


To one another we were all in ail. 


The immanence of hills has closed us in, 

The dark browed pines have guarded round and round ; 
Where should our every thought end, where begin, 

Save in the friendships that we here have found? 


Here have we watched the coming of sweet Spring, 
And Summer veiled in dandelion bloom, 
And gorgeous Autumn, in whose eyes yet cling 


Sad mists prophetic of a coming doom. 


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CLASS POEM 


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At morn the crows would drift across the sky, 
Like tattered remnants of the garb of night ; 
At eve, the robin’s thrilling extacy, 


Far voices—music—and a strange delight. 


Here have we seen bleak Winter weave his chill 
White garment over sombre hill and plain, 
The while we heaped the blazing fire until 
The room would glow with summer warmth again. 
The free, wild winds that stormed across the crest 
Of yonder hills that frown against the blue, 
Would rouse great yearnings in each throbbing breast,. 
Till aspiration into purpose grew. 
Our dreary labors, disappointments, pain, 
Our jealousies, already are forgot ; 
Only the pleasant memories shall remain 


Like precious gems whose lustre changes not. 


Farewell. The word rings like a stern command 
To quit the quiet scenes that we have loved, 
To newer duties set the venturous hand, 
To prove ourselves what Dartmouth men have proved. 
In the seclusion of the hollow plain, 
We have learned deep of books, and Nature’s lore, 
Not idle dreamers, senseless have we lain ; 


Fate, we are ready ; we would wait no more ! 


Brothers of nineteen hundred, you have done 
Well in this college what was yours to do; 
But not content with early honors won, 


Strive the more eagerly to gain the new. 


Although the goal toward which your futures lie 
You know not ; yet the present understand, 

It does not need the deep prophetic eye 
To see the duty that lies near at hand. 

He who for Dartmouth’s weal has done his best, 
He who has proven faithful in the small, 

May live to serve his country’s high behest, 


Perhaps sound answer to the world’s stern call. 


The sun of nineteen centuries sets in blood, 
And God alone knows if the ruddy tide 
Of horrid war has reached at length its flood, 
Or higher and more terrible shall ride. 
God only knows the bosom of the years, 
What future mysteries are there enshrined, 
What wrack of nations, what portentous fears, 
To close unfathomed round about mankind. 
God only knows what light shall pierce the gloom, 
What hand shall guide the groping peoples forth 
Out of the shadow of impending doom: 
May not the message echo from the north? 
The voice outcrying in the wilderness, 
However feeble, was not raised in vain ; 
In the dark hour of the world’s distress 


It shall be heard in trumpet tones again. 


Brothers, however great or small the part 
In this world’s work shall some day fall to you, 
Bear Dartmouth’s honor close upon your heart, 
To Dartmouth’s old traditions still be true. 


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CLASS POEM 


CLASS POEM 


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Dartmouth ! the mighty music of that name 
Shall thunder down the discords of the strife, 

Shall make you conquerors in the field of fame, 
Shall whisper courage at the close of life. 


Class Oration. 


At Bissell Hall, 
GUY ANDREWS HAM. 


HE lives of individuals, as of nations, are measured by great 
events, by epochs, or by crises, which stand forth in our careers 
like milestones marking off the periods of existence. We have 
assembled here to-day to observe and celebrate one of these oc- 
casions in the lives of a hundred men—the close of their first 

Seas great period of existence and their entrance upon the second. 
The foundation has been laid, we now witness its completion, 
and with anxiety and expectancy we await the raising of the superstructure, 
while to every lip, to every tongue and every heart arises the one great ques- 
tion, ‘‘ Is success to crown my effort?”’ 
We stand at the close of one great century and, bending forward, try with 
anxious eyes to pierce the veil of uncertainty that surrounds the mysteries of 
another ; but he alone is able to prophesy what the future may have in store, 
who reads correctly the experiences of the past. 
The beginning of the nineteenth and twentieth centuries both behold a re- 
public commanding the attention of the world. Both of these republics 
have freed themselves from the tyranny of kings, both have departed from 
traditions of the past, and both alike have entered upon acareer of conquest 
to extend their civilization and institutions to nations less fortunate than 
themselves. In both, the growth was phenomenal, but here the similarity 


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ORATION ends. The Republic of France, throwing off the shackles of despotism, 
gathering together the elements of strength that had lain dormant for ages, 
rises up in her might and compels obedience from kings and princes. Con- 
fident in her new found power, not caring to perfect her institutions, she en- 
trusts her life and fortunes to the discretion of a Napoleon. Unmindful of 
newly proclaimed ideals, disregarding the rights and privileges of others, he 
advances, the nation following blindly in their mad devotion, on and on 
over the backs of fallen foes, over the remnants of ancient nations wrecked 

and 


by internal strife and discord; on, on he leads them to St. Helena 
death. Above the shouts of command, the groans of the dead and dying, 
the roar of cannon, and the cries of victory, there rises to the great Creator 
the sound of the steady pulse of human hearts beating like muffled drums 
the funeral marches to the grave. In the tombs of her youth and the sep- 
ulchres of shattered and false ideals, France buries the hopes of her empire, 
while over Europe triumphant Justice again extends her sword of Righteous- 
ness and Truth. 

To-day, at the beginning of the twentieth century, the Republic of the 
United States stands forth in all her strength. Her institutions have been 
carefully tried and tested, the foundation that is to bear the superstructure 
of empire has been carefully laid and strengthened, and as we leave behind 
us many traditions and policies of the past, as we emerge from comparative 
isolation and force our civilization and ideals upon others, we must learn 
from the experience of France what we should emulate and what we should 
avoid. 

The successful author of a novel, of an oration, or a play, seeks in the 
closing lines of his production to leave indelibly stamped upon the mind of 
the reader, or listener, the ideas and emotions which control his own exis- 
tence. And thus, if we could look upon the great Author of the Universe 

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as inspired by human motives,we might well imagine that He had so ordered ORATION 
events as to bring toa fitting close the most remarkable century of the 
Christian era. With dramatic effect, event has followed event upon the 
great international stage since we began our study in this college. 
A great presidential election, the massacres in Armenia, a war between 
Greece and ‘Turkey begun and ended, affairs of great diplomatic interest in 
Northern Africa, the Dreyfus case in France, and the highly romantic and 
picturesque attempt of the pigmy republic in South Africa to wrestle with the 
giant empire of England, all these have occurred since we commenced 
our college course. ‘To-day the nations of Europe await in great solicitude 
the development of events in the far East, while the most ancient but 
stationary civilization which the world, perhaps, has ever seen is now 
threatened by a new civilization in the partition of China. 
In 1898 the United States, impatient with the anarchy and misrule constantly 
existing at her very doors, threw down the gauntlet to Spain. In defiance 
and to maintain a mistaken idea of honor it was raised, and after thirty 
years of peace the United States was again in the throes of war. A struggle 
begun in the name of humanity ended in conquest, and now a people, who 
for years have possessed no weightier problems than those arising from 
economic and industrial conditions, are to-day confronted with difficulties 
that will tax to the utmost their inventive and intellectual capacities. 
I have recited these events merely to prove to you that we nowstand at a great 
epoch in the world’s history, and more especially, perhaps, in that of ourown 
country. When you entered this college you were citizens of an isolated 
republic. ‘To-day you are citizens of a world empire, whose duties are great 
and whose responsibilities are manifold. For the past decade or more there 
has been no excuse for the existence of the two great political parties. No 
great political issues have been at stake. The event is especially significant 
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ORATION since, without great political problems,there has been a dearth of great men. 
To-day allis changed. New issues of great and commanding importance 
have now appeared, and concerning the solution of these problems there 
is a wide divergence of opinion. ‘The call for men of commanding genius 
and ability to assume leadership in the great political parties will now be ab- 
solutely imperative. Such individuals must come from the ranks of the ed- 
ucated classes, and that we may look hopefully for their appearance is as- 
sured us by the experience of the past. From those now in institutions 
of learning throughout the land, the nation must call more and more for 
the men to assist her in solving problems of great national or international 
importance. 

A nation unacquainted with the difficulties of an empire must turn to his- 
tory and there read her own destiny from the experience of others. Ancient 
Greece founded her civilization on the intellectual alone. For centuries it 
was the wonder and pride of the world,but it gave no stability to the state, 
and it fell. Imperial Rome has left behind for us to gaze upon to-day the 
mighty ruins of her former civilization. Her triumphal arches, her heathen 
temples, her statues, and her Coliseum stand forth like sentinels against the 
sky, calling back tomind a mere remembrance of former greatness. Her 
civilization rested upon the material alone, and it was doomed. 

France and Spain have contributed their share likewise to the tragedy of 
the world. ‘The civilization which they presented rested on selfishness, on 
military pomp and glory, but it passed like a vision in the night, and was gone. 
The lesson of history teaches plainly, therefore, you cannot build a great 
and permanent state on wealth and learning alone. You must build it on 
the moral heroism and earnestness of the individual citizen. In its civiliza- 
tion the material, intellectual and spiritual must blend in harmony and 
mutual helpfulness. 

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When the great body of citizens in any nation have neglected the duties and ORATION 
prerogatives of citizenship, when they have become enervated with lust and 
selfishness, then the ship of state has foundered on the shoals of incom- 
petence. A republic is safe only so long as the light of knowledge and the 
love of truth remain fixed and dominant in the lives and hearts of the 
people. If, therefore, we wish to preserve the stability of our nation, if we 
wish to avoid the fate that has befallen empires in the past, we must not 
neglect the duties of citizenship. 
Not only are the problems of empire before you to be solved, but the race 
question in the Southis now presented with new significance, the corruption 
of government in our large cities is on the increase, the relations of capital 
and labor still remain unsettled, while the new spectre of the trust appalls 
many by the awfulness of its possibilities. Unlesseducated men apply their 
thought and intelligence to the solution of these problems, in some hour 
when we know not, Justice will demand her vengeance and outraged human- 
ity, ground to the earth by wrong and oppression, will rise up to smite and 
destroy. 
The calamities which have befallen nations of the earth and filled the lands 
with suffering and sadness can be traced in every age to the individual. 
The time has passed when man can say to man with scorn: ‘‘AmI my 
brother’s keeper?’’ When thousands upon thousands of ignorant savages 
have been added to our dominion, the men of training and education will be 
in asmall minority. You must, therefore, have a broader and better out- 
look, a clearer perception of your civic duties and obligations, a higher ap- 
preciation of your social and political opportunities. If you persistently 
neglect them,you allow the state to fall into the hands of ignorance and im- 
morality,and sign at one stroke the death warrant of Republican institutions. 
We are about to extend our civilization to other peoples. Let us remember 
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ORATION these lessons from history, and let men of intelligence and education every- 
where perform conscientiously and honestly the duties of citizenship, that 
the great American Republic may grow in prosperity and power. 

Men of 1900, the fate which is reserved for the nation that is faithless to its 
idéals and its trusts is likewise imposed upon the individual. Havea due 
regard, therefore, for the purposes of life. Never forsake the standards of 
truth. Put courage, moral purpose, and energy of mind into all that you 
attempt, and you may look with perfect confidence for success to crown 
your efforts. 

The present hour will prove to some of you one of those occasions of pro- 
found emotion which we look back upon, when they are gone, like beacons 
shining forth from the obscurity of the past. The days of careless youth 
ate over, the days of responsible manhood begun. We go forth into the 
world, East, North, West and South, some of us to return never. Some of 
you will meet with failure, some of you with success, but, my classmates, 
whatever fortune may have in store, may your minds rest easy in the con- 
sciousness that you have done your best. And when at last life’s work is 
over, when nothing remains to each and every one of you but the remem- 
brance of the past, may you be able to exclaim with the light of truth in 
your eye and a reverential prayer within your hearts, 

‘‘And when to-night I enter God’s house, in saluting, broadly will I 

sweep the azure threshold with what, despite of all, I carry 
forth unblemished and unbent— 
my plume.’ 


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Address to the Old Chapel. 


At Old Chapel. 
FREDERICK EVERETT JENNINGS. 


S we start on our last walk together through the college yard, 
to bid farewell to the objects of our love, we could not fail, Old 
Chapel, to pause and pay some tribute to your memory. 

Our connections with you have been slight. We have met here 
less often than our fathers, yet we all feel within us a spirit of 


gratefulness and love as we gather here for your benediction. 
We are surrounded by buildings grander and more beautiful 
than this crude old structure. It is plain and homely, indeed, to the un- 
thinking stranger, but to a son of Dartmouth it is resplendent with beauty, 
and an object of love for the lessons it has taught us. 

Oftentimes, when the spirit of Old Dartmouth has been stirred within us, 
and we seek for some physical representation of our thoughts, we at once 
find our eyes directed upon this old building, that alone can show us the re- 
sult of perseverance and endurance. 

As it stands here daily in its silence and sublimity, it teaches us from its 
very existence the Dartmouth spirit which will endure forever. Its very sim- 
plicity speaks to us of crude and honest poverty, and suggests that dem- 
ocratic sentiment of which we are so proud. Its foundation of stone illus- 
trates to us the strength of Dartmouth, and if our own characters remain as 
stable, then Dartmouth need never be ashamed of the quality of her men. 
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TO THE This old chapel has lived through many generations, has watched the old 

OLD CHAPEL college in its rising and falling, and is still with us to-day to help celebrate the 
success of the new Dartmouth. 
It is for us the one connecting link between the old Dartmouth and the 
new. It is indeed no longer a shrine for us, and the time is near when it 
will be valuable only for its memories. Although each of us in years to 
come will retain in his memory some of these surroundings which are dearer 
than others, this old chapel will remain for us all a common object of love. 
The voices of former generations seem to echo back to us from these old 
walls, calling us to preserve the traditions of the ‘‘ Old,’’ while we are la- 
boring to crown the ‘‘ New’? with a wreath still more glorious. 
As the alumni come back to us once a year to tell us of the Dartmouth they 
knew and loved, and of the days of duty and devotion spent within these 
walls, we cannot but feel that we should cherish them as a monument of 
their Alma Mater. 

Our immediate connection with the building is over. ‘The old bell will re- 
main to ring out the victories of future athletes, to proclaim the prow- 
ess of debaters, and to welcome us back to our frequent re- 
unions. As we start out on our various ways, may the love 
for this old chapel grow stronger and stronger, and 
may the thought of what it represents keep 
us ever true to our 
Alma Mater. 


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Prophecies. 
At The Bema. 


NATT WALDO EMERSON. 


HE history of prophecy, from mythical times down to the pres- 
ent, has been full of strange inconsistencies. He alone com- 
mands attention, who foretells events which are least expected. 
Thus we see the greatness of the task of prophesying the future 

Wik Re of the class of 1900. To foretell glorious things is but to fore- 

LOIN tell what is expected of all. Your prophet in his perplexity 


tried all expedients. Imagination was fruitless, logic inade- 
quate. Failure seemed to stare him in the face. Added to this perplexity 
of mind, he was attacked by a severe illness, and was removed to the hospital, 
where an immediate operation was necessary. Knives were arranged in or- 
der on the table, and the smell of ether filled the room. ‘The doctor raised 
to his face a muzzle-like apparatus. A cold wave passed over him, and 
there was an explosion of light. He believed himself carried with extreme 
velocity through an atmosphere of no resistance. On he hurled furiously 
until he reached the land of Limbo, where the souls of men hover hither and 
thither in uncertainty of their future fate. Heaven and Hell lay on either 
hand. An innumerable crowd of spirits were hovering about him, some 
old and dignified, others young and fickle. 
One spirit attracted his attention by the singularity of its manner. At 
times it would separate itself from all the others, as if involved in deep 

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PROPHECIES contemplation; then it would approach a group and seem, as it were, to 
burst upon them with a shower of questions. Its identity was no longer in 
doubt. It was no other than the mental being of Joseph Minot Fowler, 
which had accomplished the short course of the intellectual activity of this 
world ina few years, and was waiting there for its physical self to catch up. 
Watching a moment when Joseph appeared least active, your prophet ap- 
proached him, and after exchanging greetings inquired about the various 
members of the class of 1900. 

‘‘’Time is nothing to me,’’ said Joseph, ‘‘I have already answered my own 
questions and can.easily answer yours. My life has been a continual delving 
into the unanswerable and unreal, but now I can review it clearly. Al- 
though there is little intellectual activity in mere history, yet I will satisfy 
your curiosity, and tell you of the various fortunes of the members of the 
class of 1900.”’ 
Thus, as Joseph Minot Fowler revealed them to me, soI tell you now the 
careers of the members of our class, with few exceptions. 
The first among these is the Hyde Park delegation, for, as Joseph told me, 
their futures were controlled by the locality of their birth and could have no 
interest to the outside world. ‘The second exception is Jonakowski. 
Joseph seemed to wish to avoid mentioning him at all, either from a feeling of 
envy or from a lack of vocabulary with which to express the future of such a 
singular being. Finally Joseph told me that he would forbear mentioning 
the name of D. B. Rich; first, because he was a native of Hyde Park, and 
secondly, out of respect for Roger Dunlap. 
With these exceptions, Joseph told me your careers, beginning with our 
royalty as was due to their rank. 
The ‘‘ Duke of York’’ became musical director in a newly founded ladies’ 
seminary in Texas, while the ‘‘Baron’’ adopted the staid and dignified bearing 
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peculiar to a professor of patent. A startling divorce case gave Joe Went- PROPHECIES 
worth a reputation, and he soon became president of the Sandwich Elevated 
Railway, chief owner of the valuable Red Hill house lot, and president of 
the New England Anti-Vivisection society. He was noted for the change- 
ability of his affections, and the excessive eccentricity of his character. 
Many a time he would leave a crowded court room, doff his outer garments 
and plunge into the depths of the forest, where he would remain for weeks at 
atime. ‘‘Dr.’’ Stickney settled in the leprosy-infected island of the Hawaiian 
group, and devoted his life to the discovery of a cure for that dread disease. 
*¢Did ‘Ma’ Dodd marry???’ all ask. No. Time dealt severely with her ; she 
became a governess ina prominent New York family, where,condemned to 
a life of loneliness, she poured out her emotions in verses of singular pathos. 
Reuben Weston ambled among the grasses in search of some rare gem of 
botanical worth, followed by a bevy of enthusiastic pupils, who filled their 
cases with weeds behind the back of their absent-minded instructor. ‘‘Parson’’ 
Lewis followed the path of the scholars of antiquity, and filled the position 
of Principal of the Hanover High School, but the cares of this office were 
too arduous, and ‘‘Parson’’ became Professor of Hebrew in Beloit College. 
Chan. Sanborn became a Concord banker, and Buck a tax collector in Man- 
chester. Harry Hutchins verified his title as genius of the class. After 
fifteen years of intermittent application, he startled the world by a patent 
shoe, framed of intricate machinery, and so carefully adjusted that the energy 
ordinarily wasted in the contact of the foot with the ground was collected 
and transmitted back to the body again. He devoted the last years of his 
life to rest. 
We had all mapped out for Keyes a home on Occum Ridge, but Fate was 
obdurate and Homer became head artist for the Delineator. Horace Cristy 
proved an exception to the general rule, that mankind is more useful in its 
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PROPHECIES periods of activity than rest. During his dreams Horace evolved features 
for the Worcester Telegram that proved to be the marvel of the newspaper 
world. Daniel Arundel was elected judge of the probate court of Lawrence, 
after serving his city efficiently for twenty years as alderman. Sam. Ban- 
ning harangued for ten years before an empty court-room, and finally found 
his vocation.as a book agent. His sales were enormous, since all realized 
that liberty was bought at a comparatively cheap price. Freeman Corson 
ran an enormous stock farm at Rochester. 

John Ash became a railroad constructor in the Philippines, and attained great 
success as an overseer of native labor, as only one man ever escaped from his 
clutches, and he by diving through his legs and taking to the forest. ‘‘T’ed’’ 
Cate entered the employ of the Turkish government, and was said to have 
adopted the manners and customs of the Ottoman court. Rankin and Mer- 
rill, after taking a post-graduate course in Spanish at Dartmouth under Prof. 
Potter secured, through his influence, appointments in the consular service 
at Madrid. 

Roger Dunlap labored for two years as joint agent for the American Bible 
Society and the International Rubber Company. He was finally asked to 
resign from the former. The reason of Roger’s failure was that he would 
never sell a Bible to anyone who showed any signs of not wanting it. Since 
the class of 1900 was already supplied, his sales were not great. Roger be- 
came pastor of a flock, and lived in primeval simplicity. 

Harry LeBaron Sampson was a familiar figure on the Massachusetts bench, 
and soon entered the ranks of Dartmouth celebrated judges. Art. Virgin be- 
came a popular physician, and made a specialty of diseases of the heart. 
Ben. Prescott became a veterinary surgeon, and was very successful, because 
of the close bond of sympathy which existed between himself and his patients. 
Vic. Salinger rose to the head of a large department store, where 2 per cent. 

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discount was given to every Dartmouth man. It was strictly understood PROPHECIES 
that it was not the policy of the firm to enter into advertising of any descrip- 
tion. Paul and John Redington entered the life insurance business, where 
they attained great success. Each represented a different company, and as 
a person did not know at whose solicitation he was induced to take out a 
policy, he was compelled to take out two. ‘Thus they were enabled to do 
twice as much as two ordinary men. 
‘Ten’? Tuttle attained great distinction in his profession, being called upon 
to deliver an address before the Massachusetts Medical Association, upon the 
necessity of the study of physics as a ground-work for a medical career. 
‘‘ Rat’? Rogers was a hustling and obliging hotel proprietor. 
‘Pete’? Fletcher entered the Civil Service at Washington, and his anecdotes 
about prominent members of Congress were a feature of the Concord Moni- 
tor. ‘‘Chelsea’’ Atwood moved to the remotest part of the Indian Terri- 
tory, where he sat before his wigwam every night, telling stories of his early 
life in Vermont. Henry Teague became the head of a large mercantile 
business, where none ever obtained a position unless able to write a clear 
and lucid hand. 
Harold Hastings accepted a position as master in a boys’ school in Massa- 
chusetts. As he was walking in the school-yard the first day, one of the 
new boys said to his papa, who was making arrangements for his room, 
‘¢’There’s a nice boy, papa. Can’t he and I room together?’ Harold 
blushed deeply and retired to his books, and spent his life studying to be a 
Professor of Archzeology. 
Guy Ham was admitted to the bar, but finding the profession overcrowded, 
used to the best advantage the gifts given him by Nature, and became a 
matinee idol. ‘‘Pa’’ Eaton, in middle life, still preserved his looks of 
youthful innocence. After gaining experience in the offices of some of our 
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PROPHECIES large Eastern hotels, he attained the height of his profession and became 
head clerk in the Pasadena Hotel, where every Dartmouth man is entitled 
to one week’s stay on the house. 

Charlie Proctor, successor of ‘‘ Eddie’? Frost as Professor of Astrophysics in 
Chicago University, was solicited by the greatest publishing houses for his 
writings, but as it was impossible for him to conclude his manuscripts until 
many months after the date announced for the appearance of his works, he 
ruined his publishers and soon lost his standing in the scientific world. 
‘Peter’? Drew obtained a position as door-tender in a large clothing house, 
and by his dignified presence added much to the splendor of the establish- 
ment. 

We all know that it was ‘‘ Bill’? Colbert’s one ambition to be a college 
president. Yet, how to become one without a college, or funds, or students, 
was the question that presented itself before ‘‘ Bill’s’’ fertile brain. He 
finally hit upon the following expedient. Upon the birth of a male child 
to parents of small means in any portion of the United States, the following 
circular was sent: ‘‘ Boomerang College, Wentworthtown, Montana. Dear 
Sir,—T he great competition of the present and the continual struggle of the 
masses for sustenance have, nodoubt, impressed you, as a far-seeing parent, 
with the necessity of providing for your child a liberal education. Iam 
devoting my life to this work, and, backed by prominent philanthropists, I 
am able to make you the following astonishing offer: Upon the payment 
of five times as many dollars as your son is old upon each successive birth- 
day until he is seventeen, I guarantee him, when he shall arrive at that age, 
a four years’ course in Boomerang College. Since the cost of maintenance 
of your son is much lighter during his early years, I ask that you begin 
your payments, estimating his age as sixteen, and thus the amount of the 
payment will lessen each year. Very truly yours, W. J. Colbert.”’ 

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The opening year found the Freshman class a large one, and the personnel PROPHECIES 
of the Faculty was as follows :— 

William Joseph Colbert, President. 

Joseph William Manion, Dean and Professor of Physics. 

Herbert Lewis Trull, Professor of History on Eric’s Flunkation. 

Richard Leonard, Professor of Oratory. 

Vaughn Ellis Standish, Professor of Biblical Literature. 

Frank Harvey Guild, Professor of Aisthetics. 

John Bachop Warden, Professor of German. 

Harold William Orcutt, Professor of Applied Theology. 

Cornelius Urban Tirrell, Professor of Inno-Iranian Philology. 

William Howard, Professor of Philosophical Skepticism. 

John Hathaway Long, Professor of Epistemology. 

John Ralph Mathes, Librarian. 

Charles Hoyt, Inspector of Buildings. 

Arthur Bowers Hayden, Athletic Instructor. 
There were some few members of the class whose careers were already 
marked out for them before graduation, and ‘‘ Bobby ’’ Brooks was one of 
these. It is no surprise to us that he entered the Naval Service; indeed we 
hardly expected him to wait until graduation. ‘‘ Bobby’s’’ welfare seemed 
to be especially under the guidance of good fortune, and he was soon in a 
fair way to become the commander of one of our great warships, had he not 
learned that one must never forget to salute a superior, and that dogs and 
their owners were never allowed on a cruise. 
‘*Day’’ Condit, after carefully considering the matter, became an architect. 
‘*Day’’ had excellent prospects, as he had been assured by the College 
that if there was any change from Lamb & Rich, who had monopolized this 
work for the last fifty years, he would be considered. With a view to his 

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PROPHECIES support until that time, he joined partnership with Paddock. A. T. Fowler 
spent his life trapping musk-rats in the Worcester Sewer System. In the 
columns of one of our weekly newspapers appeared an article each week, 
signed ‘‘ The Cynic.’’ Here ‘‘Deacon’’ Morse held sway and thumped 
against public opinion and the common views of men. 

‘ Rddie’’? Dearborn spent his summers at home and his winters in Milford, 
waiting for aninspiration before attempting anything radical in life’s stormy 
course. Norris drew a double salary in the employ of the Wallace Shows as 
head tent-pitcher at night, and asthe hairy man from Borneo during the day. 
Francis Bradley was elected an honorary member of the Woman’s Suffrage 
Club, and publicly espoused their cause. ‘‘Bill’’ Cook was superintendent 
of the ladies’ department in Wanamaker’s big store in Philadelphia. He 
had charge of the female employees, and all declared that Mr. Cook was such 
a nice young man and had such bewitching eyes. Don. Tuttle entered upon 
a literary career, and devoted his life to an exhaustive research upon the 
subject of college slang, its origin, extent of use, and evil effects. 
Harry Davis studied law with more or less assiduity for four years, and was 
finally admitted to the bar. ‘The crisis of his life came one evening, when 
the alternative was offered him of studying up a case for trial on the next 
day, or keeping a social engagement. He wisely chose the latter, and de- 
voted his life studying how to keep together and control a million. 
*¢ Steve’? returned to private life in Somersworth, and only emerged once a 
year to attend the Rochester fair. ‘‘Zach’’ Murray, at the time of gradu- 
ation, was fully convinced that he couLp do anything. After trying many 
occupations, he finally became ‘‘ creature’’ to a hypnotist, and completely 
succeeded, for his employer says he wouLp do anything. George Tong 
was elected President of the New York Board of Associated Charities, while 
‘€ Joe ’’ Gafforio was a prominent labor agitator. 

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Foster and Barker entered the Tuck School, but as each year advanced they PROPHECIES 
became more and more convinced of the store of human knowledge, and 
finally retired in discouragement to the places of their birth. 

It is sad to learn of failure among any of the men of 1900, yet in the case of 
one it cannot be avoided. In the year 1920, the principalship of the re- 
nowned Kimball Union Academy fell vacant. There were many aspirants 
for the honored position, among whom were Sargent, Brown, Fairfield, 
Goodhue, Downing, Hayden, and Metcalf. The last enjoyed a decided pref- 
erence, and the preliminary arrangements were regarded as mere matters of 
form. A great sensation was caused, when, at the last meeting of the 
Board of Trustees, President Howe rose and said :—‘‘ Fellow Trustees, I am 
extremely sorry to disclose to you to-night a matter which affects so keenly 
the future of K. U. A. and the career of one of our heretofore honored 
alumni. Yet the dictates of conscience must be obeyed, and Iam compelled 
to announce to you that F. A. Metcalf, who was considered so favorably by 
us asthe next principal of K. U. A., has lately become a confirmed victim to 
the use of tobacco. While I am sorry to remove this candidate by such a 
statement, I am glad to bring before your minds the name of Arthur Hayden, 
a man pure in speech and habits. ”’ 

‘¢ Skeet’ Tibbetts made a fortune by taking out day policies in an Accident 
Insurance Company. He always managed to receive some injury every day 
he traveled, but, strange to say, he lived to a ripe old age. For some, the 
burden of advancing civilization proved too much. ‘They longed for the 
freedom of the woods and the listlessness of the tropics. Such was the case 
with ‘‘Gus’’ Hadley and John Wood. ‘‘ Gus’’ found an ideal life among 
the Negritos of the Philippine Islands, where he rose to the rank of chief, 
and had six attendants to provide food and drink. John Wood retired to 


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PROPHECIES South Africa, where he built for himself a hut in the tropical forest, and ate 
of the fruits of the earth. 
‘‘Dr.’? Dutton was a learned member of the medical corps, and delivered 
many a lecture on some technical questions in his profession before crowded 
audiences in more than one club-room. ‘There was collected one day before 
the central entrance to one of Chicago’s largest business blocks a large crowd, 
all of whom seemed to be endeavoring to enter. Inside, was a large circular 
room with a small turret-shaped structure in the middle, from which pro- 
jected myriads of small ear trumpets, before which was the following notice: — 
‘¢€t0,000 reward to any one who can detect a particle of sense in 
any of the conversation heard through the trumpet.’’ All were straining 
their ears, but no shout of joy was heard, and all passed out after a futile at- 
tempt. Inside the turret-shaped structure were found our old friends, Gil- 
son, and Phillips, and ‘‘ Gobbo”’ Blair, each seated with one leg over the 
arm of his office chair, oblivious of their surroundings. Indeed, no inter- 
tuptions seemed to disturb them from the interest of the conversation in 
which they were engaged. 
Butterfield and Wallace were successful doctors in a hustling New England 
town, not that they enjoyed a large practice, but because their patients pre- 
ferred paying them a little and not be sick, rather than to run the risk of a long 
illness if they should go away. Fred Jennings, bluffing his way into the 
Mayor’s chair at Everett, refused further political advancement, and accept- 
ed for life an office created for him as the representative of his city upon 
every occasion which demanded the services of an orator. McDavitt at- 
tained the honor of being the first to enter the bonds of wedlock. In ad- 
dition to this distinction, he amassed a large fortune and perpetuated his 
name in connection with Dartmouth College by the establishment of the 
McDavitt School of Applied Constitutions. Fred Jenkins became a per- 

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manent assistant in the library, and his influence was soon felt by the addi- PROPHECIES 
tion of the Ladies’ Home Journal and Harper’s Bazaar to the list of periodi- 

cals. 

H. W. Richardson retired to a remote spot on the coast of Greenland, there 

printing the ‘‘ exams ’’for the College, safe from evil influences. ‘‘Bill’? Clark 

and ‘‘Jim’’ Woodman ran an undertakers’ shop, and did an enormous busi- 

ness through their pull with Drs. Hatch and Kimball, who sent them all 

their cases. 

‘* Dago’’ Moulton was President of the Randolph Country Club, and incor- 
porated a special rule in the by-laws that there should be no ladies’ night. 
These were the futures of the men of 1900, as Joseph Minot 
Fowler told me them. If they are not verified 
by history, we must remember that 
great minds are often incorrect 
in details, and Joseph 
may not prove an 

exception. 


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Chronicles. 


At The Bema, 


LEONARD WASON TUTTLE. 


O the writer of the Class Chronicles, the work of the class his- 
torian is invaluable. On the work of this man the Chronicler 
is supposed to rely for most of his material. Recognizing this 
fact, the Chronicler of the Class of 1900 desires publicly to 
thank William Earl Howard of Hyde Park for his faithful class 
records of the past four years. His work has been uniform, and 


no one can be found to detect a flaw in it. Incidentally no one 
can be found who can find the work. It is of the sort of the records of the 
ten lost tribes of Israel. Some day it may be found, but the day is not yet. 


% 


In September, 1896, I boarded the train for Hanover, note-book in hand, 
prepared to take impressions of my future class. Seated near the door was 
a group of bearded individuals, earnestly listening to the loud-voiced har- 
angue of a large-headed being of masterful speech. ‘‘D. B.’’ was just 
saying: ‘‘ Now, fellows, the class will not be organized, and a little team 
play will get us all the offices. I was major of the Hyde Park High batal- 
lion (twenty strong), and the presidency of 1900 logically falls to me. 
Balkam can be secretary, Norris treasurer, and Billy Howard historian. ”? 
I passed on. Such political chicanery was not for me. Farther down the 
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car was a group of three, one of whom did most of the talking. The drift CHRONICLES 
of his remarks seemed to be: ‘‘Great is Boston. Greater is the Boston Latin 
School. Greatest am I.’’ Since that day Ham has learned that he had 
these three great things in inverse order. Rankin and Blair seemed to agree 
with him as to the first two statements, but differed on the third. Behind 
them were Dolloff and ‘‘Hoddy’’ Cristy peacefully sleeping in each other’s 
arms. 
Across the aisle was the rosy-cheeked ‘‘ Benny ’’ Prescott, coyly blushing and 
whispering swear words, and stealthily noting their effect upon his neighbors. 
At the Junc. appeared the phlegmatic Tong, the prize entrance exam. man, 
leading by the hand the diminutive Murray, and listening with cynical si- 
lence to his innocent prattle as to what he would do with the world as soon 
as he had a chance. I may here parenthetically mention that since that 
time Tong is not alone in this cynicism. Behind them came Keyes with a 
firm grip on ‘‘Type,’’ whom he had captured under the impression that he had 
the president. He was laying down the law as to how the college should be 
run, and ‘‘ T'ype ’’ seemed much impressed. Here, too, Condit was met by a 
committee from the faculty, officially welcomed, and given the freedom of 
Hanover. ‘This pull has lasted through four years, and to it may be at- 
tributed the fact that Condit draws a diploma two days hence. 
The powers that be at the Brooklyn High, appreciating the lack of sweet 
woman’s influence in college life, sent to us ‘‘Ma’’ Dodd. How much of 
the manliness and upright living of the class can be attributed to her in- 
fluence can never be known. But this we can say: She never, in the past 
four years, has done anything which was not the act of a lady; she has 
never been on terms of intimacy with any man in college; she has never 
taken part in those gross and bestial exhibitions of college enthusiasm, 
which are marked by bonfires and the wearing of garments suited only for 
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CHRONICLES the chamber. What woman could do more? All praise to the Brooklyn 
High for its wise choice. ‘‘ Doc’? Merrill repaired to the seclusion and 
home influences of a house in the south part of the town, where he lived on 
terms of the greatest intimacy with Trull for exactly a week. At the end 
of that time, with the aid of the Crosby house gang, he caused himself to be 
fired, to the mutual relief of his landlord and himself. ‘The ‘‘ Duke of 
York,’’ immediately on arriving in town, sought out Amaral’s, with a 
deal of foresight, if we may judge by rumor and our owneyesight. Lunt 
and Joe Wentworth were located together by the far-seeing ‘‘ Chuck ”’ to the 
demoralization of Henry’s standing and the joy of Joe. This combination 
lasted about amonth, and then Henry and the faculty, in joint session as- 
sembled, decided that Henry had better room in a private house. 

The result of our first class meeting was interesting. The slate selected 
from the Hyde Park delegation by D. B. Rich was unanimously elected 
with the following exceptions: Rich was not elected president, Balkam was 
not secretary, Norris was not treasurer. ‘‘ Billy’? Howard—unfortunate 
was the day for the class chronicles—was elected historian. McDavitt got 
the presidency. Under his able leadership the class grew and waxed strong 
in spirit. The first event which tended to unify the class was the cowbell 
rush, in which the whole college joined and tamed the proud spirit of 99. 
We fought from four until seven, and from the athletic field to the campus, 
entirely routing theenemy. ‘True, many of the hands counted were upper 
classmen’s, but what difference did that make? They counted against ’99. 
Later came the football game in which we made dents in the reputation of 
’99 which time could not efface. After the game we celebrated with a bon- 
fire. Ninety-nine, stung with defeat, with true Sophomoric wisdom procured 
sufficient hose to reach half way from a hydrant to the fire, and proceeded to 
sprinkle the grass, under the impression that they were putting out the con- 
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flagration. Realizing the intended insult, we charged them, cut up the CHRONICLES 
hose in pieces suitable for souvenirs and returned to our celebration. Henry 
Lunt first attracted public attention by his fearless charge upon the nozzle. 
When within five feet it was turned fully upon him. He wheeled, and, with 
the stream planted accurately in the small of his back, disappeared in the 
direction of the hotel with a speed and precipitation worthy of the highest 
commendation. Subsequently, under faculty compulsion, ’99 met and 
voted to pay for half of the hose. We promptly met and voted not to pay 
for any of it. Ninety-nine settled. Virtue and right had once more triumphed. 
This year, 1900 owned Crosby House. Unfortunately, every man who 
roomed there has come to me and asked, as a particular favor, that no men- 
tion be made of the doings at that period, as he has since reformed and his 
people have no suspicion of this dark page in his history. Hence I refrain 
from particular anecdotes. But they were a bad lot of Freshmen. What 
one failed to think of occurred to another. They smashed doors, which 
‘Chuck’? attributed to poor seasoning of the wood; they knocked down 
plastering, which ‘‘ Chuck ’’ attributed to faulty construction; they smashed 
windows, which ‘‘Chuck’’ couldn’t attribute to anything. They fought 
and gambled, and did crazy things out of mere exuberance of spirits. 
They did everything but study. Look at the pictures taken Freshman year 
in any of their Memorabilia Books, and there is a monotonous similarity in 
all of them. A chafing dish, a scantiness of attire, and a multiplicity of 
beer bottles is the accepted form. The pace toldon some, and they left col- 
lege to accept advantageous business openings. Those who remained 
through that year, have been with us the whole four, with an exception of 
two. And why not? Ifa man can stay in college through Freshman year 
with no study he can stay anywhere. 


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CHRONICLES One night it occurred to Joe Wentworth that it would be funny to put a 
lighted electric into Henry Lunt’s bed, reckoning that Henry would be suf- 
ficiently scared, when he found it, to pay for the effort. The light set fire to 
the bed, and the whole hall turned out to extinguish it. When Henry came 
back, there was no bed left. His remarks are said to have been a fine exam- 
ple of forcible extempore speaking. The hall was divided as to whom the 
drinks were on. 

Third term, Laycock returned to teach us Oratory. He was as the voice of 
one crying, ‘‘ Make straight the paths of ‘ Baby’ McKee.’’ We did our 
best, and got into excellent time for the next year. We used to play quite 
a bit, and, if a man was fired out for excessive playfulness, he would go over 
in Crosby and flash sunlight, with the aid of a mirror, into theroom where 
we metin Chandler. Crosby House had one book containing ‘‘ Webster’s 
Second Bunker Hill Oration.’’ Every manin Crosby spoke that piece and 
from that book. It had the element of monotony in it after a while. By 
actual count the thing was sprung in our division nine times. ‘There were 
twelve divisions in all, and I have no reason to suppose that the others fell 
behind us in the matter. 

At the beginning of Sophomore year we returned, prepared to show the col- 
lege what a model class was like. Our first act was to hold a class meeting. 
D. B. Rich was the only man absent, hence, as he was unable to resign, he 
was unanimously elected president. Under his administration, we carefully 
canvassed the college and made personal calls on each Freshman. We 
pointed out to them that they were mere blobs of protoplasm, and that 1900 
was the salt of the earth. If any seemed to doubt, we took them to the foun- 
tain in the cemetery and, in a kindly spirit, threw them in until they agreed 
with us, acting on the principle that ‘‘ Whom the Lord loveth, he chasteneth.”’ 
In two weeks there was an absolute unanimity of opinion in the two classes. 

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As a proof of our superiority over previous classes, we next proceeded to en- CHRONICLES 
joy Physics—a thing unprecedented. ‘True, we had McKee, but it was not 
our fault that other classes hadn’t had him, too. It was merely their mis- 
fortune. Personally McKee was a nice fellow, but Heaven had not seen fit 
to endow him with ability to interest us in Physics. However, we interested 
ourselves. I can see that class-room as if it were only yesterday that we 
were there—McKee vainly trying to make himself heard above the uproar, 
the shot, the rocks, the dead animals, the stamping, the yells, and all the 
old familiar sounds. Oh, for those days again ! 
In the spring war was declared. ‘This was the time when Rankin threatened 
his folks that he would enlist unless his allowance was increased. He got 
the raise. ‘The war craze struck us and ‘‘ Hen’? Teague, ‘‘ Shadder’’ Snow 
and Moody enlisted. ‘‘ Hen”’ got typhoid fever and came near seeing the 
pearly gates two or three times, but he was spared to us to collect taxes. 
He is probably more useful here than he would have been in Heaven. In 
recognition of his services, ‘‘Shadder’’ was dropped from theclass. Moody 
got several band instruments as his share of the glory. ‘This is not small, 
however, when you consider the difficulty of getting by a guard with two or 
three bass horns concealed under one’s coat. 
‘* Pearl’s Peerless Band’’ came into existence with the war. It presented a 
fine appearance when marching and not playing, but when it played it suf- 
fered in comparison with Sousa. Gafforio was one of the most enthusiastic 
members. He took unto himself an alto horn, which, for antiquity of de- 
sign, loudness of tone, and constancy of use has never been equalled. Pippo 
roomed in the Rood House then, as now. ‘Thekid faculty bore his cacoph- 
onous toots for a week and then appointed a committee to kneel before 
Pippo and beg him to desist. It was useless, and the noise continued until 
in desperation the kid faculty offered him their combined salaries for a 
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CHRONICLES month, amounting to $11.64, if he would practice elsewhere. Love of lucre 
won over the sense of duty, and once more the click of chips could be heard 
at the north end of the campus. 

It was at this time also that Guild hired a pair of horses and took a lady 
friend to drive. One of the horses became overcome by the hot air which 
Frank talked, had a sunstroke and fell dead. ‘The bill for that one drive 
was seventy-five dollars. | 
In one of the final ‘‘exams’’ D. B. Rich’s eyes happened to fall on ‘‘ Bob’? 
Brooks’ paper just as the proctor’s eyes fell on him. ‘The rest of D. B.’s 
paper was of little value. After the ‘‘exam’’ he asked ‘‘ Bob”? if he thought 
they would be fired for it. ‘‘Bob’’ looked serious, and said he hoped for 
the best. Suddenly D. B. bethought himself of his late appointment as 
assistant manager of the track team. A look of peace smoothed the lines of 
care from his brow as he said: ‘‘ Of course they won’t fire us though, ‘Bob’. 
We are too prominent.’’ Subsequent events proved D. B.’s estimate of his 
own worth to be correct. 
When ‘‘ Pa’? Eaton went home for the summer, being in an impecunious 
state, he took some of his friends into his confidence and told them he would 
show them how to save car fare. This was done by riding on the front 
platform of the baggage car. Coincidently with the start of the train 
came a brakeman and onlookers saw ‘‘ Father’’ leave the train with un- 
seemly haste. He went to Boston on the next train and showed his ticket to 
every official in sight, including the train boy. 
During the vacation ‘‘ Brock’? Gilson rescued a fair damsel from drowning, 
a bit of heroism which received much commendation. ‘‘ Brock’ was so 
much affected by this adulation that he went up into Vermont and tried life- 
saving in a parlor. After getting a hold which would have supported even 
‘Fat’? Rogers, papa inopportunely arrived. Ofthe scene which followed, no 
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accurate information can be gleaned. But one thing wedoknow: ‘Brock’? CHRONICLES 
visits there no more. 

Junior year was uneventful. On our return, the improvement in the class 
could be seen by the officers elected. To ‘‘ Father’’ Eaton, ‘‘ Ma’’ Dodd, 
‘The Duke of York,’’ and ‘‘ Baron’’ Mahoney, was intrusted the helm of 
1900. And right well did they steer. Under their management Keyes and 
Atwood, with a background of editors to do the drudgery, got out an AKGIS, 
which, for number of pages, exceeded anything yet seen in the college. 
‘‘Hen’’ Teague returned from the war, together with immense quantities of 
brandy, which he consumed to renew the lining of his stomach. Judging 
by the quantities taken, he must have a lining like a golf cape. 

After the arduous labors attendant on getting out the AEGIS, and being flush 
on the profits, ‘‘Chelsea’’ Atwood decided to go to Boston to celebrate Wash- 
ington’s Birthday. Arriving there early in the morning, he decided that as 
there was plenty of time he would have his trousers pressed. He rang for 
the bell boy, sent them to the nearest tailor’s, and went to bed. ‘This was 
ga.m. ‘The tailor’s custom was to close at 9.15 on this day, and the 
presence of ‘‘ Chelsea’s’’ only trousers did not deter him from observing a 
custom hallowed by years of observance. He returned at5 p.m. At 7.15 
‘‘ Chelsea’ arose, sprinted for the depot, and took the 7.30 train for Han- 
over. By such orgies as these do college men acquire the reputation for 
swiftness. 

Third term, Gafforio came to the president’s chair, and under his able lead- 
ership, assisted by Hoskins, Johnston, and Keyes, Gala Week was carried 
out. 

Our Senior year has been uneventful as far as class happenings are con- 
cerned. We have experienced ‘‘’T'ype’’ and found that the half has not 


been told. We have seen Johnny Warden pull him out of a pot hole by the 
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CHRONICLES seat of his trousers. We have visited the copper mines with him when the 
beer flowed like water. And now we are about to graduate. But before the 
Chronicles are closed, there are certain events which must be perpetuated in 
lasting print. Forinstance, ‘‘ Dick’’ Leonard was called upon in ‘‘ Gabe’s ”’ 
class to state what the eight planets represented. Being prompted from be- 
hind, he correctly answered that they represented the tones in the musical 
scale. He was then asked what the stars represented. ‘The voice of the 
prompter being still, he decided to bluff, and replied: ‘‘ The Overtones. ”’ 
Some one else was permitted to guess. 

One day Mathes was attempting to make up a lesson in Sociology without 
having looked at it. After listening to his wild guesses for a while, 
‘‘ Stubby ’’ asked him if he had studied the lesson. John replied : ‘‘ Why 
yes, I looked it over.’’ With a quiet smile, ‘‘Stubby’’ closed his book, 
and said: ‘‘ You mean you overlooked it, Mr. Mathes.”’ 

It was at the B. A. A. meet that D. B. Rich was permitted to drink cham- 
pagne from a ten quart pail (so he said). After imbibing copiously, he 
thought of his most outrageous joke on Li Hung Chang’s eating China eggs. 
During the year, ‘‘ Hoddy’’ Cristy has had the sum total of two humorous 
thoughts. One evening, while studying with ‘‘ Father’’ Eaton, he sud- 
denly burst out in a fit of ghoulish laughter and inquired: ‘‘Say, ‘ Father,’ 
which had ‘you rather be, a lion or a tiger?’’ ‘The other one is of a more 
serious nature. He came up behind a man laughing like amaniac. ‘The 
fellow inquired where the joke came in and ‘‘ Hoddy”’ replied: ‘‘ Did you 
ever think how funny it would be to get hit over the head witha plank? 
When the Dramatic Club was in New York, Salinger went out with Murray 
to his home to spend the night. They were admitted to the house by a 
very attractive looking servant. ‘‘ Vic’’ pulled Murray by the sleeve, and 
said in an excited stage whisper: ‘‘Gee, ‘Zach,’ she’s a peach. Give me 

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an introduction, won’t you?’’ He seemed much disappointed to learn that CHRONICLES 
-in New York they do not have the custom, observed in Rochester, of making 
the servants members of the family. 
Carrigan joined us this year. Judging from his marching, the reason that 
he did not join us earlier was that he has been trying to get in step with us 
the past three years. 
‘¢ Hen’? Teague ran for secretary of the Y. M. C. A. at the beginning of the 
year and got thrown down. Driven to desperation by the slight put upon 
his penmanship, he has gone to the bad. He has bought a bicycle, retained 
his room at Richardson, and semi-occasionally can be seen smoking a cigar- 
ette with an air of determination to enjoy it or know why. 
It was only this spring that Tom Sawyer found that one can attend chapel 
elegantly and, withal, simply clad in mackintosh, pajamas, and rubber boots. 
I think it was Hadley who manfully marched up to a bar in Boston and, 
with a deep chest tone, ordered beer. ‘The bar-keeper looked at him a mo- 
ment and then asked: ‘‘ How old are you, my boy?”? 
Dunlap was discovered at the reading-room one day, deeply absorbed in a 
book entitled, ‘‘ T‘he Faults of Girls.’? ‘TMhe joke is the fact that ‘‘Ma”? 
Dodd told me this. 
At the time class elections were held, Norris being chairman, Fairfield arose, 
and,forgetting that he was not in Phi Delt. Hall, addressed him as ‘‘Brother 
Chairman.’’ Probably never before have so few words won so much applause. 
After Brown Week, ‘‘ Bob’’ Brooks was discovered to be in such physical 
shape, as the result of overstudy, that the doctor ordered him home for a 
week’s rest. He disappeared and nothing was heardof him. On inquiry at 
the postoffice, it was learned that his mail was being sent to Norwich. On 
further inquiry, it was learned that his condition had become so bad on 
reaching the depot, that it was deemed inadvisable for him to proceed far- 
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CHRONICLES ther, and he was conveyed, in spite of his pleading to go home, to the marine 
: hospital in Norwich. Subsequent events proved the wisdom of this course, 
for, after a week, he was so much improved that he was able to resume his 
work, without even having to startle his parents by telling them of his suf- 
fering. 
It was only a few weeks since that John Redington came to the decision that 
he would not join Phi Beta Kappa as his watchis a stem-winder. Such 
foresight is commendable. 
These are a few of the happenings of the year. More I could tell, but 
Keyes, on behalf of the printing committee, has limited me as to the num- 
ber of words I may write, and the Chronicles must close. 
Four years have we been together, Classmates, and in those years have we 
met humor and pathos, joy and sorrow. Four years have we rushed and 
flunked, loafed and plugged together. And now these years are closed 
and we must face the world, which, I trust, has success in store for 
all, and failure for none. But whatever our future, be it dark 
or bright, one thing shall we ever look back upon as 
the happiest, most profitable, and shortest time 
of our lives—the days when Nineteen 
Hundred was in college. 


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Farewell Address at the Old Pine. 


At the Old Pine. 


FRANK ARTHUR METCALF. 


LASSMATES: From a time beyond the memory of the living 
this has been a storied and a reverenced spot. Forty-six years 
ago the graduating class at Dartmouth inaugurated class-day 
exercises, and the ‘‘Old Pine,’’ surrounded by legend and tra- 
dition, endeared by association, and venerable with age, was 


selected as the most fitting spot for the class to gather to smoke 
the calumet of peace and to say a fond farewell. ‘The Old Pine 
is gone, but the custom has survived. 

It is a fit place for prospect and retrospect. Our career at Dartmouth has 
been happy and well-timed. We have seen the College in its most prosper- 
ous days. We have witnessed its external and internal growth. We have 
learned to reverence its president and to respect its faculty. We have made 
friends among the undergraduates and among the classes that have gone be- 
fore. Our record has been honorable, we have been respected, and we have 
but little to regret. 

A few hours and we shall be scattered. The future and the wide world 
await us. Let us carry with us the ‘‘ Dartmouth spirit.”’ May we become 
men of high ambitions and noble purposes, strong, fearless, and indepen- 
dent, ever ready to accept responsibility, ever mindful of our country’s need. 


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TO THE May the friendships that exist between us, may the loyalty which we all 
OLD PINE have for our Alma Mater, grow stronger and deeper as the years go by. 
Classmates, let us smoke our pipes of peace and sing our parting song. I 
wish you, one and all, long, happy and prosperous 
lives. Farewell. 


Sue 


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Class Ode. | 


At the Old Pine. 
ROGER ALLEN DUNLAP. 
Tune, ‘‘ Lux Benigna’’ (‘* Lead Kindly Light’) 


EAR comrade, can it be that we must raise 
Our parting song? 
The bands wrought by a thousand young, strong days 
Are oh so strong! 
I cannot bear to grasp thy hand and say 
Farewell, my friend,—farewell perhaps for aye. 


Old Dartmouth, how I love thy hills and vales ! 
And must I go? 

The bird-song dies, the flower’s fragrance fails, 
That charmed us so. 

These college days so joyous, all are o’er. 


No power can bring the days that are no more. 


Yet not in utter sadness, not in tears, 
Today we part. 

Glad, precious mem’ries shail in all the years 
Live in the heart. 

Dear comrade, may the parting’s fond regret 


Be almost lost in joy that we have met. 


Still o’er our way, where’er our path shall be, 
Our friendship’s light 
Shall gleam, a beacon in life’s mystery, 
Steady and bright, 
Keeping us true to Dartmouth’s glorious name. 
God grant we may add Iustre to her fame. 


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BEING A RECORD OF THE CLASS-DAY EXERCISES OF JUNE 
TWENTY-FIFTH..#.%.%WRITTEN BY MEMBERS OF THE CLASS, 
AND PRINTED AT THE DARTMOUTH PRESS, HANOVER, 
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